The Coyote & The Cowboy Songtext

The Coyote's a survivor
Reckon he's got to be
He lives in the snow at forty below
Or in Malibu by the sea
I'm just an old cowpuncher
I love to listen to his tune

As I get high on a bottle of rye
The coyote gets drunk on the moon
As I get high on a bottle of rye
The coyote gets drunk on the moon

The cowboy's a conundrum
A contradiction in this age
He says he's doing fine on the poverty line
With a workin' cowboy's wage
The whiskey bottle costs thirty-two bucks
The big prairie moon is free

So who is a dumber son of a bitch
The little coyote or me?
Who is a dumber son of a bitch
The little coyote or me?

So with thoughts of reincarnation
Well, I drifted off to dream
Made it for a life with a coyote wife
A bushy-tailed coyote queen
Way down in the valley
By the old jasper saloon

The cowboy got high on a bottle of rye
And we got drunk on the moon
The cowboy got high on a bottle of rye
And we got drunk on the moon

The Coyote's a survivor
Reckon he's got to be
He lives in the snow at forty below
Or in Malibu by the sea
I'm just an old cowpuncher
I love to listen to his tune

As I get high on a bottle of rye
The coyote gets drunk on the moon
As I get high on a bottle of rye
The coyote gets drunk on the moon
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